Gazing at the dimming horizon, the bustling business of Maraca Free Trade Center is no more, Kexiao hesitates for a moment—in a world engulfed by a viral storm, consecutive events subtly ignite a sense of crisis in his subconscious.
"Alright, I'll go with you."
"That's more like it, come with me."
The mechanical maid flashes a charming smile and with a stylish snap of her fingers strides towards the distant shuttle.
Pupil recognition confirmed, the electronic doors of the shuttle silently part and it slowly ascends, soon disappearing into the horizon...
The acceleration of the shuttle is not prolonged; within minutes, it breaks through the clouds and out of the atmosphere into outer space, where the towering Sky City visibly expands in Kexiao's pupils…
Despite anticipating that the Blade Warrior's grand project was no simple task, being there truly immerses him, his gaze captured entirely by the majestic and divine city.
"This is…"